so this week was suppose to be a happy week....but it has turned into a bitter sweet week....

my dad has been living with cancer for 10 years. He truely is my hero...cancer has not defined him as a statistic, and he has enjoyed every second. he has gone through terrible rounds of chemo...and felt terrible but even still he would get home from chemo eat a great lunch take a nap and then be out in his garden. he is amazing...

last week my brother and i had a conference call with his dr and he told us that he believed my dad had leukemia and in order to know for sure he would have to do a bone marrow biopsy. well today was the day that happened...i took him in the morning and the procedure didnt even phase him...he actually selt through it as they gave him a relaxer...i couldnt believe it...

tomorrow I get my dear ol' implanon friend removed to actually start TTC....

and though i am scared for what the results maybe for my dad i can only hope that everything turns out fine and i will have him several several more years. i would feel heart broken if my dad wasnt able to meet any of my kids...

asking for prayers and good ju-ju...so that things come back fine...we should know by sometime next week....